The Moist Season

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. — Thomas Carlyle


*sigh* I hope he’s right. I really, really hope he’s right.

Rain, rain, go away…and leave daffodils in your wake.



The view today



And yet, there’s still something valuable about all this rain.



Cherry blossoms, the promise of Spring.




Today’s Theme Thursday is: Season

Quote found at BrainyQuote.


They Call It Stormy Monday*

Tuesday’s just as bad.

Wednesday’s worse.

And Thursday’s also sad.


Photos from the parking lot at my apartments this morning, after a very rainy night. These muddy waters are silt washing down from the building just above us on the hill. The dirt is washing out and down a wall and down our drain.

This worries me.

And yet…it’s kind of pretty.



From the earth to the sewer



It’s like my own little Milky Way



The building’s not falling down the hill tomorrow. Or next week. But slowly and surely, the land is washing away.

Many years in the Bay Area and this still baffles me.




Photos Copyright 2012, Karen Fayeth and subject to the Creative Commons in the right column of this page. Photos taken with an iPhone4s and the Camera+ app.


*Post inspired by a rainy day and the bluesman named Muddy Waters.



It’s about damn time

Today, this is my horoscope:




Whew. Ok. Good. Compensation for “something that had to be done the hard way” is on the way.

Yes. Awesome.

I wonder which thing that “had to be done the hard way” will get rewarded? There are so many! I mean, at least three I can think of at work. A couple on the home front. And at least one ongoing creative project that was like walking through molasses.

Awesome. I’m so ready for the acknowledgement.

In fact, I’m gonna get out my catcher’s mitt. The big one for catching knuckleballs, cuz I don’t wanna miss this at all.

C’mon, Universe, lay it right in there!





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Not that I believe in horoscopes or anything like that…..*ahem*. But in case it’s true, good Ol’ Universe, just know I’m totally ready to receive!

With gratitude and whip cream and a cherry on top!





Image of catcher’s mitt used to catch former A’s Knuckleballer, Steve Sparks from Knuckleblog.